Getting Home Alive! Memories of Car Collecting Before It Got Civilized

"My friends and I grew up covered in grease. We loved cars - old ones, new ones, disassembled ones...it didn't matter to us. But our favorites were the vintage autos from before World War II. And the amazing thing is that in the late 1960s and '70s you could actually afford to buy a Rolls Royce or a classic Cadillac on a teenager's budget. But we didn't just collect them. They were our only cars and we drove them literally everywhere - from school to social events, and in all kinds of weather." "Those were the days when you could still find great classic cars in barns and farm fields. We didn't have a trailer, we didn't have proper tools and we didn't always know how the engines worked. But young and foolish, we somehow got them running and drove them home - trying not to get killed or arrested along the way. No brakes, no headlights, 60-year old tires - 'Let's take the Interstate!' Our adventures were terrifying, but in retrospect they were also pretty funny. And we sure did meet some odd and interesting people." "So if you, too, have some grease under your fingernails, sit back and listen to this. I've got a story to tell about how I survived being a car nut in the old days."